festival of the Roman God of fire
occurred just the day before

People traveled to the town with
their precious bundles of gifts
Offerings to please this God and
ask that their corn, still in its husk
and other crops, would not be burned
by summer heat.

The air was damp, heavy as
a storm approached and lightening
flashed in streaks across the sky
if only they had known so much worse
would soon follow.

It began with a low rumbling
and then the ground shook
so violent, it seemed that all
four corners of the world had their
bolts ripped out and were being
folded in by an angry God
as the temperature rapidly climbed

Suddenly Vesusvius erupted
spouting out her fire and rocks
high into the sky.

Taken by surprise
many were instantly trapped
and died in a flash as the volcano
rained down a mountain of ash
’til nothing of Pompeii remained.


© Daydreamertoo   *All rights reserved

* This is where the wordle words took me this week. The word ‘Ash’ did it.
The Vulcanalia  annual festival was an event to try to please the Roman God Vulcan. He was ironically, the God of volcanoes too. It was with the hope that during the hot summer months, their crops wouldn’t catch fire from the heat of the sun. This festival supposedly occurred the day before Vesuvius erupted. Didn’t help to save Pompeii though. Apparently Pompeii was buried under about 10 feet of volcanic ash.

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

27 thoughts on “Eruption”

  1. A very fascinating part of history and to think these people are forever there for all time as nature does often, and unexpectedly, decide to play the devil’s advocate. A double edge sword. Well done.

  2. I watched a reenactment documentary on Pompeii with my children once and just like your poem, it gave me the heart wrenching reality of how fragile life is, how easily the gods erase us. I love how you mention the volcano in a feminine manner, doing more than erupting, “spouting out her fire and rocks”. Really neat piece.

  3. Wow, you’ve captured the event at Pompeii so well. The photos tell the tale and the poem foeshadows with : “if only they had known so much worse would soon follow.” Impressive use of the wordle words.

  4. apparently the festival was ineffective…..this event in Pompeii has always fascinated me….well-written…

  5. It’s frightening when eruptions occur.Just like earthquakes there are aftershocks. The Pinatubo in the Philippines in 1991 wiped out the US Air Base. It affected weather conditions for the region for quite sometime!
    Nicely Bren!


  6. Your picture grabbed me and held me; I spent several days in Pompeii this summer and was fascinated by “The Garden of the Fugitives” as well. You have captured the essence of that horror very aptly with your poem … I find it interesting that volcano scientists (they have a name that escapes me at the moment) all say, it’s not a matter of “if Vesuvius will blow again but when” and she is always blowing off steam, or venting … scary.

  7. I visited Pompeii as a child and remember it well — the plaster molds of the bodies buried in ash. It really impressed me as a kid and I enjoyed your poem.

  8. Oh, Bren, I live in the land of volcanoes, so, this spoke to me on many levels. I only hope “popo” doesn’t decide to erupt anytime soon. Nice write.


  9. Brenda, very clever! And unbelievable catastrophe, you did a beautiful job of capturing the sense of that day. Nice internal rhyming too 🙂

  10. Your poetry is the perfect vehicle for this historical tale to be retold. I’m amazed that it began as a wordle. Really well done.

  11. interesting take with vivid details.I have seen documentaries on Pompeii.u brought back those memories.

  12. so violent, it seemed that all
    four corners of the world had their
    bolts ripped out and were being
    folded in by an angry God

    such powerful moments caught in perfect words… I think to myself, I can’t imagine what that was like and then your words make it so I can… well done.

  13. So true…no matter our rituals, and prays, life seems to flow on it’s own course, probably a bit indifferent to our desires. I loved your write.

  14. whew….can you imagine…so many people expecting something but not this that day i imagine….really cool capture bren…and oy on those pictures…

  15. Can’t even imagine that lava getting near me and covering me up. Must have been horrible in every way. I guess those gods had a sick sense of humor.

  16. I was able to visit Pompeii about 12 years ago. Just amazing. I didn’t know the bit about the holiday before hand. As we were not on a guided tour. I’ve a book somewhere on Pompeii that we bought while there…You’ve inspired me to want to read it. Thank you!

    Thanks too for your visit. 🙂

  17. Your reference to the four corners of the world nicely secures this piece in ancient times. Clever. I love the write.

  18. Wow, Bren…the wordle words really got lost inside this poem. Being covered by hot lava must have been a horrible way to die…..and so many DID.

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